September 20, 2006

  • //What The Deuce?

    I just don't get these managers. How do they sleep at night, or live on their lives, knowing that they're full of crap and have no true skills?
     
    When I first started my current contract, the manager of the department I started at (let's call him "Retardo"), for some unknown reason, always had a lot of negative things to say about me, without ever seeing me work, or even meeting me for that matter. He started off questioning the department art director whether I am actually any help to the graphic production, without looking into what I do. Then went on about me not being very social (I was busy trying to save his ass to make a deadline). He even went on to ask the department's art director and designer whether or not I was gay, because I dress well.
     
    Yep. You guessed it. He's gay. Being gay, however, isn't the problem. Acting like he's a plastic from the highschool in the movie, Mean Girls, is. A BIG Problem. You try going through work everyday having a 200 pound drama queen in a man's body acting like a diva and saying "whatever!" every other conversation.
     
    Yeah. You wish I was gay, you high maintenance whore.
     
    Of course, the department art director couldn't put up with him. She quit. Then a week later, the department designer couldn't take it anymore. She quit. All of sudden, I went from "Henry doesn't do any work." to "Henry's the best balance between quality and speed!"
     
    What the deuce?!
     
    As new designers came in to fill the opened up positions, an opening in another department came onto the horizon for me. The head art director of all departments likes my work and attitude enough to want me to fill the opening. So as I weigh my options about moving over, the head art director went to speak to Retardo about my reassignment. Retardo's reaction was, to say the least, retardedly self-absorbing. "I discovered Henry..." (He didn't) "I trained him..." (He didn't) and "I gave him the opporunity to grow..." (and then took credit for my work, yes) were his exact words when faced against the fact that he's losing his designer to another department. He even threatened to take certain opportunity away from me should I choosed to leave. I left anyway.
     
    Of course, to "prove" that he still has some power, he deliberately assigned two mascot-designing projects to the new designers. The difference between graphic designers and me? They can't draw. So naturally, they came to me at every stage of design for me to revise their work. But ultimately, these designers are not illustrators, or else they wouldn't be designers. And the characters' final art? Choppy, laughable, and unprofessional.
     
    So this is how a manager demonstrates professionalism. He'd sabatage a project and put the company's money and reputation at risk, for a silly personal satisfaction.

Comments (1)

  • No hon.  This is how a BAD manager demonstrates "professionalism".  Obviously, your former boss was/is a total dick.

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